

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You carved your name In the desk I’m using now Passed notes in ink That the air still reads somehow Your perfume In the pages that I burn Every lesson Is a scar that never learned [Chorus] We’ll be ghosts for centuries Scratched in the margins of these memories You tempt my heart like a dare I can’t refuse Every bad idea in your Sunday shoes We’ll haunt this town like a rumor that won’t leave We’ll be ghosts We’ll be ghosts for centuries [Verse 2] You said “grow up” Then dared me to jump the fence Holy water In a bottle marked “common sense” You twist the knife Like you’re signing your autograph You break my faith Then you tell me not to laugh (too loud) [Chorus] We’ll be ghosts for centuries Scratched in the margins of these memories You tempt my heart like a dare I can’t refuse Every bad idea in your Sunday shoes We’ll haunt this town like a rumor that won’t leave We’ll be ghosts We’ll be ghosts for centuries [Bridge] Tempt me once Call it fate Call it habit (hey!) Tempt me twice And I swear that I had it coming Write our vows On a matchbook Light it See How the ash spells “Don’t you ever get over me” [Chorus] We’ll be ghosts for centuries Scratched in the margins of these memories You tempt my heart like a dare I can’t refuse Every bad idea in your Sunday shoes We’ll haunt this town like a rumor that won’t leave We’ll be ghosts We’ll be ghosts for centuries
Tags
High-drama pop-punk with male vocals; palm-muted guitars in the verses, halftime, stomping toms and gang shouts in the chorus. Sharp, syncopated vocal phrasing with sarcastic asides, then huge, octave-leaping hooks. Layer tightly stacked harmonies on the title line and a brief, choked-breakdown bridge before the final, shout-along refrain.
2:44
No
2/24/2026